#Establish the Boundary

[give-soup-please]

we need to talk about the fact that for many of the posters in season one, they are literally on opposite sides and/or have a dividing line between them

and now they're literally crossed over in some way for the season 2 posters

THEY'RE LITERALLY ON THEIR OWN SIDE NOW, PEOPLE!

CAN WE TALK ABOUT THIS?

#good omens #aziraphale #crowley #losing my mind again #yeah uh #can we fucking talk about the crossing of established boundaries as a narrative device? #yes i know it's obvious #but like #LOOK

[shorthistorian]

Kink isn’t shameful because of the weird sex stuff. That part’s rad. It’s shameful because it is technically improv. 

#15k edit: this is not about consent this is about not being able to think of good dialogue mid-scene #obviously you establish and stick to boundaries

[royalarchivist]

Cellbit: Yeah, [Bobby is] our son.

Roier: What?

Cellbit: He's our son, no? Or not? Am I not?

Roier: I mean… he's already dead. [...] By the time we got married, he was no longer around. So in theory, in theory-

Cellbit: But in my heart, he is my son.

Roier: Oh, that's fine, in your heart, yes. In your heart, yes. But actually-

Cellbit: He could have been my son, he could have been.

Roier: But actually, he is my son and Jaiden’s.

Cellbit: Yes yes, definitely, of course.

Roier: [Smacks him] Exactly. Well, you're the step-father, you know?

[ Full Transcript ↓ ]

Cellbit: Hey Tina, have you met Bobby? I don't think you did, right?

Tina: I met him a little bit earlier, he's so cute!

Roier: Aww

Tina: I told him I like StarBobby.

Cellbit: Yeah, it's our son.

Roier: What? But-

Cellbit: He's our son, no? Or not? Am I not?

Roier: I mean... he's already dead.

Cellbit: That's true, that's true.

Roier: By the time we got married, he was no longer around.

Cellbit: That's true, true.

Roier: So in theory, in theory-

Cellbit: But in my heart, he is my son.

Roier: Oh, that's fine, in your heart, yes. In your heart, yes. But actually-

Bagi: Am I the auntie?

Cellbit: He could have been my son, he could have been.

Roier: But actually, he is my son and Jaiden’s.

Cellbit: Yes yes, definitely, of course.

Roier: [Smacks him] Exactly. Well, you're the step-father, you know?

Bagi: So I don't think I'm your auntie, sorry. Unless you want to!

Cellbit: Yes, fake dad, fake dad. Fake father.

Roier: But it's ok. It's ok.

Cellbit: It's ok, it's ok.

Roier: It's this dumbass' fault he died anyways.

#Roier #Cellbit #Guapoduo #Bobby #QSMP #Saw people straight up lying about what they said during this exchange so this is just me slapping down the receipts #Roier's right though! At that point in time he and Cellbit weren't married nor did they have that kind of relationship #If Bobby hadn't died maybe Cellbit COULD'VE been some kind of guardian to him #But Bobby is; and has always been; Roier and Jaiden's son #As a side note #With how involved Roier is in fandom stuff #I'm sure he's seen how frequently Jaiden gets left out and/or replaced with Cellbit in family art #So whether this is his gentle reminder to fans or just him establishing a boundary in a relationship: Roier is based #And it's a disservice to his and Cellbit's characters to take their words out of context and/or purposefully misinterpret them #Cellbit understood where Roier was coming from and explained how he saw things #(''I could've been'' ''in my heart'' etc.) #and Roier explained his perspective #(''We weren't married yet'' ''He was already dead by then'' ''Jaiden and I are his parents'') #Communication is the foundation to any good relationship! #and Guapoduo do it well. Usually #The fandom could learn a thing or two from QSMP; aka ''Communications SMP'' #Bagi in the background going ''I'm an auntie? :D'' then ''oh no I'm not your auntie'' then ''Haha UNLESS?'' is so funny

[harmonysanreads]

i'm so sorry for judging you, your honor.

he's so??? nice??? and?? awkward??? 😭 That was NOT how I was expecting the first meeting to be but I'm not complaining at all!! In terms of manner-of-speech, he reminds me of Zhongli but unlike him, he possesses like -10000000 emotional intelligence. That scene of him constantly apologizing to Navia because he doesn't know what else to say or do is now stuck in my head. I'm convinced he'd be the most frustrating male yandere in genshin ever — yes, you can step down now Alhaitham.

Because, not only does he seem to genuinely not understand humans, but also that he's terrible at expressing his own emotions. It'll be so difficult to communicate with him in matters that involve emotions that you'd much rather go to prison (I know I'd just end up crying from sheer frustration). Yes no grandpa, making it rain actually doesn't help. Putting that aside, whew that archon quest...

#genshin impact spoilers #spoilers #archon quest spoilers #genshin impact #i wonder what the count of dead bodies will be after this aq #i really liked the traveller's personality finally establishing boundaries #fontaine is exactly how i wanted it #but the way the traveller casually pulled off the role of an attorney man #my poor boi lyney ☹️💔 #give him a proper show hyv #i personally do not find fontaine as 'refreshing' as sumeru #it's so weird in a good sort of way #furina is so entertaining ilh #neuvillette brainrot #yandere neuvillette #fontaine

[hitlikehammers]

on the radio

rating: t ♥️ cw: criminal-levels of softness, love beyond the boundaries of what it even meant to love before the spring of ‘86 ♥️ tags: established relationship, rockstar!eddie, teacher!steve, rockstar husbands, tour dates coincide with summer vacation because Eddie can't sleep without his Stevie thank you for your cooperation with this policy, soul-deep love, slice of life, softness

for @steddielovemonth day fourteen: Love is being late to work because you can’t ever say goodbye in a reasonable amount of time (@sharpbutsoft)

more codependent rockstar!husbands of the je ne regrette rien variety, you say? oh, well, I mean: I guess ♥️

Steve can fucking taste freedom, he swears.

He looks at the list of student records he needs to close out to transfer to the high school before he can pack away the last of his office and sign the hell off for the school year—and start the summer tour cycle with his husband through the Midwest, up and down the East Coast, and then they’re fucking breaking Europe, got signed on to a couple festivals, and Steve is goddamn vibrating with excitement and shit, just: are there parts of your heart that like, fit together? Like bones where they connect and shit, or is it all just one piece?

Steve thinks is more like one piece, but he is gonna go with that it’s more like stitched together or something, just so he can fucking say exactly what he feels, which is that his whole goddamn chest—heart and ribs and lungs and all the other fucking bones and shit there—all of it’s seriously bursting at the seams just with so much fucking pride, okay, because his Eddie’s goddamn made it. This dream of his isn’t just gold records; it’s a plane across an ocean to play for tens of thousands of people who don’t even all speak their language and that’s…that’s just like…

Steve’s so goddamn proud he’s split between wanting to scream about it from the top of the school and maybe sob about it with all kinds of sappy declarations peppered in as he messy-cries, so: bursting at the seams. Heart in his chest so full it’s primed to just explode like a goddamn confetti cannon.

Though time has kind of served as testament to the fact that that sensation’s less exclusively about Eddie’s music, or his success, and more just about Eddie.

Eddie, and loving him beyond the boundaries of any understanding Steve ever had about what it meant to love before the spring of ‘86.

He’s almost through the ‘V’s at the end of his alphabet of names when he notes the time—shit, he almost missed it.

He reaches for tiny radio in the corner of his desk that literally just lives there for the purpose of Eddie and the boys doing interviews on local stations every so often, and tunes it in 93.9.

…elcome to most of the infamous lords of midwestern metal, Corroded Coffin, the DJ’s introducing and good, Steve sighs and flips through his…fifth-to-last folder—just in time, he can listen to the interview the guys are squeezing in before hitting the road, then he can get home while the band’s getting their flight to the first venue in Chicago, they’ve got a couple of days there and he and Eddie are planning to look at some houses; Erica’s out of high school they’re ready to make the leap, and Steve will take the 6:10 flight and head straight to the show like the often do, it should work perfect; it’s great to have you guys back but Jeff, I gotta ask, the maybe most…colorful?

You can say obnoxious, Lenny, if anyone knows, we do, Jeff’s shooting playfully, and Steve snickers, distracted by closer folder-number-five and flipping open number-four.

I would never, the DJ gasps theatrically to laughter, and Gareth’s muted holler almost like he’s here! and then he continues on; that does open the line of inquiry, though: where’s your notorious frontman, Mr. Munson?

Steve’s hand slips on the folder; he barely catches it before it falls to the floor.

Eddie…Eddie’s not, not there?

Steve tries to talk down the adrenaline response that’s never wholly died at the idea of the love of his fucking life gone missing, and worse, the idea of something happening to him while unaccounted for: Jeff was playful. Gareth was teasing. They have to at least have known somethingabout Eddie’s absence, Steve talks down his racing heart to something just a little anxious as he listens for clues, and doesn’t have to mine little hints or anything even, it’s clear and plain:

Eddie’s got a sore throat, so like the diva he is, he’s resting it before showtime, Dougie chiming in and yeah, two points to that: one, the only reason Eddie’d have a sore throat would have been fine by sun-up, yeah, and it was, because Eddie was all sunshine and manic energy when they parted ways that morning, and then two: Steve actually knows these guys well enough to be able to tell when they’re talking out their asses.

And Doug is maybe the worst liar of the three on-air.

Steve’s chewing hard on his Bic, trying hard to keep a level head about this: if anything drastic had happened, he’d have heard, they all have his office number, they all know where he is, it would—

Steve startles when he hears rubber squeaking down the hall outside the office; as far as he knows, though, he’s the only person here—everyone else takes at least a week free from this place after classes end, but Steve has a timeline, and a flight to catch, so y’know: sacrifices must be made and whatnot.

He barely gets to turn in his chair to consider getting up to check when the culprit and his perpetually-trashed Reeboks skids to a halt in the doorway.

“Sweetheart,” Eddie beams at him, a little breathless, hair a fucking mess but smiling so big, those dimples popped so deep: shit, if Steve’s heart hadn’t been quick already, that’d fucking do the trick.

“Eddie,” Steve stands, and meets him in the middle where Eddie’s already crossing to him, kissing him immediately and hungrier than the maybe-five-hours since the saw each other really fucking merits. “What, you, why aren’t you at the station?”

Eddie’s eyes flick to the radio as he clocks the question and of all the reactions Steve could predict from him, the fake-sheepish grin with the glimmering fucking eyes?

Probably could have guessed that one.

“I forgot something.”

“You forgot something?”

“Yeah, something important,” he nods fervently and Steve frowns.

‘Babe, you could have called, I’m meeting you at the arena, I could drop it with security if needed to,” he offers, argues: but not really, and not like it fucking matters, because here Eddie is, and the boys were planning to run straight to the airport from the interview, both of which are in the city but Steve’s not, and Eddie’s gonna have to be fucking quick, here, if he doesn’t want to be late for his goddamn flight; did he already swing by the house for whatever it is he needs, it—

“Nope,” Eddie pops the denial like a bubble; “can’t leave it with security.”

Steve squints at him, because now it’s a puzzle. Now it’s Eddie being…kind of a little shit.

And Steve doesn’t even begrudge him the momentary panic before; he’s too adorable. Steve’s too fucking in love.

And now he’s curious.

“You kissed me goodbye.”

“Oh, always,” Eddies almost offended by the suggestion he could have forgotten that. As in: ever.

“Said you loved me.”

“Bigger than the universe,” Eddie says exactly what he came up with that morning, like he does every morning, some new outlandish way to describe the scope of his affections and Steve rolls his eyes but eats it up every fucking time; “and the universe is always expanding so I love you bigger than what it’s expanded to since this morning, too.”

Steve can’t help but kiss him for that, because; well.

Because.

“What the hell else then?” Steve asks, because Eddie has a fucking timeline here and then his husband’s grin stretches slow, and sly, and then he’s drawing Steve in, and kissing him deep, licking as far as he can reach and wrapping his arms around Steve’s waist tight, knocking him a little off balance by design and Steve goes with it, because he fucking loves it, and then—

“Goddamnit, Edward,” Steve growls between them into Eddie’s shit-eating fucking grin as he smacks Steve’s ass, again, and keeps his hand there to squeeze while he pecks at Steve’s lips with feeling.

“It’s good luck, baby, for the journey!” Eddie protests between kisses. “It would curse the whole shebang if I left without showing the appreciation duly accorded to a goddamn masterpiece,” and then he leans in and goes deep one more time, draws a moan out and drags it slow from Steve’s lips before breaking away to declare emphatically:

“Unthinkable.”

And Steve…Steve fucking loves this man bigger than the whole expanding fucking universe or whatever, so he kisses him back until Eddie’s the one moaning, then pushes him away, kinda hard.

“Get out of here, you fucking lunatic,” but then he’s quick to drag Eddie back for one last kiss to mouth against him: “have a safe flight, I’ll see you tonight.”

And Eddie smiles against him, and makes to actually listen, but.

Not before Steve slaps that ass as it makes its way out the door.

Turnabout’s fair play.

Or whatever.

tag list (comment to be added): @pearynice @hbyrde36 @slashify @finntheehumaneater @wxrmland @dreamwatch @perseus-notjackson

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#steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #fluff #established relationship #established steddie #rockstar eddie munson #teacher steve harrington #domestic fluff #or rather more: domestic LOVE #idiots in love #slice of life #rockstar husbands #tour dates coincide with summer vacation because Eddie can't sleep without his Stevie #thank you for your cooperation with this policy #love beyond the boundaries of what it even meant to love before the spring of ‘86 #showing the appreciation duly accorded to a goddamn masterpiece #for good luck #criminal levels of softness #steddielovemonth #love is being late to work because you can’t ever say goodbye in a reasonable amount of time #these two boys have probably been together around a decade at this point and it FUCKING SHOWS #old married couple!steddie #stranger things

[theneighborhoodwatch]

i’m gonna be real with you guys: matpat is uh, Not my favorite youtuber, to put it politely, but i think we’re getting a little too comfortable with catastrophizing every time a Big Name Clickbaity Horror Youtuber looks at welcome home. nobody likes it when something they love is relegated to reductive theories and comparisons to fnaf/bendy/ddlc/poppy/whatever tae fuck is hot on the market rn, but ultimately i find that the best cure for things like these is to just not give them any attention at all (or at least as little as you can manage. technically i’m defeating my own point by writing this post, but i’m a pedant so whatever.) the it’s so over around us may burn bright but the fuck it we ball inside us burns brighter,

#public notice #welcome home #also. if you insist on posting a reminder about clown's boundaries #maybe like. actually look at clown's blog first. or at least just reread the posts where he Establishes those boundaries #bc i've seen Wayyy too many people just make shit up wholecloth #soapboxing #EDIT: also technically i Was guilty of this but tbf there is a reason i deleted those posts #the big one being that i was in a Generally unwell state of mind that had little to do with WH

[alienssstufff]

i get you. charlie is too informal and slimecicle is too formal

CHARLIE SLIMECICLE - The correct, acceptable option

SLIMECICLE - Too formal, this is like referring to a superior by their last name

CHARLIE - Informal but correct, casual enough to use quickly. I think if Charlie torments chat everytime he goes live, I think we at least deserve to call him by first-name basis as compensation

SLIME - Select situations similar vein as ' Slimecicle ' in formality but most times used for his CHARACTER named Slime NOT THE CC

SLMCCL - wtf

#ask stufff #slimecicle #very important boundaries we're establishing here on slimeblr excellent work everyone

[cinderellahoneymoon]

btw proshippers in the selfship community this one goes out to you!

💗 nobody loves you, least of all your f/os! they want nothing to do with you <3

🩵 you enable pedophilia and abuse, you should be disgusted in hiding behind "fiction versus reality"

💫 nobody wants you in this community and you dont bring anything to the table, its pathetic that you have to rely on stealing posts from us "antis" to have anything to pass around!

💌 stick to your community and we'll stick to ours! throwing a tantrum won't make us tolerate you any more than we already do, which is not at all <3

edit: footnote for anyone who might not read the whole post, i am NOT proship or proship neutral, pls dont block on impulse 😭

#not putting it in their tags but this post is dedicated to the now 4 proship selfshippers who have ignored my dni to throw a tantrum at me #simply for establishing boundaries #fleuwriting #squiddyneg #f/o community #self shipping #self ship #self ship community #f/o #romantic f/o #familial f/o #platonic f/o #f/o x s/i #f/o positivity #f/o comfort #imagine your f/o #f/o imagines #selfshipping #selfship #selfship community #selfship positivity #fictional other #comfort character #f/o prompts #imagine your fictional other #comfort character imagines

[sergle]

sergle i thought you didn't like ppl objectifying you :/

god okay this gave me whiplash. make sure you remember how to read before proceeding. sound words out for a friend or family member if you need to. People Being Thirsty in my general direction is different from people like. seeing me only as JO material. I Don't Like people thinking they're smooth as hell trying to dm me what they assume women want to hear. Describing some cringe ass shit. I Do Like a compliment. I even like a compliment that is clearly thirsty. I don't think "I've jacked off to you" is a compliment. not from yall anyway. super controversial, I know. a fat fetish blog following me and reblogging my selfies Is objectification. someone being vaguely horny can be good, or bad, or funny and I show it to ppl on discord and laugh- depends on the specifics. Most of the people following me are too uwu to even get close to the line. they've backed so far away from the line out of fear that they tripped over something while they were backing up and it was embarrassing for them. People trying to push me into sex work specifically while I'm fundraising, because they know I'm more vulnerable at that time and they want to take advantage of me needing money, is definitely sexual harassment, that's definitely me being objectified. the ask I just got, though, was not that. 😭 just telling me that some girls think I'm hot? that is tepid as hell. thinking someone is attractive isn't objectifying them. all attraction is not objectification. please. work with me here

#also I'm just a regular lady and I am more lenient on some days and more annoyed on others #but like the type of thing I was just sent. is nothing. that isn't anything. #that's not on the list of crazy things ppl have said or done #sergle answers #it's so. funny? i guess is a word to use #it's so funny to me the way that- if I'm trying to establish a boundary. I get people who are annoyed. #and if I want to like. god I don't think I've ever posted a thirst trap. but if I post something like that. then people are annoyed. #if I accept a thirsty ask then people are mad on my behalf. if I'm mad at it I get asks about how I should be grateful #like people saying I should take the deals for selling pics/videos or start an OF because #''some girls make a fraction of that amount'' #so I should do it what. out of obligation? yeah that's a great reason to get my pussy out #so many conflictions from people. and then there's ppl who don't know what a line is or where it is #so they always think it's crossed at the wrong time. and are unaware when it actually Has been crossed.

[coochiequeens]

Reading a story about a dude being called out by a man is so satisfying

#Aita #This guy finds inexperienced women and gives them baggage #Reddit #NTA #The ex was doing the lords work #Men complaining about their girlfriends for ridiculous reasons #Creepy men insisting their feelings are valid #He needs to respect his girlfriends boundaries #Nothing gets a creepy man in touch with his feelings faster than a woman establishing boundaries

[azulashengrottospiano]

i just want to extend a reminder to every minor on here. please be careful. please do not post nsfw. please do not interact with adults who have a) stated they don't want to interact with minors or b) create nsfw content. i get that it's not going to stop minors from consuming said content but for your safety and theirs be careful.

#auburn's rambles <3 #this was absolutely prompted and it's been prompted for a while #i know a lot of minors follow me and some of the things ive seen my mutuals mutuals say is . Concerning #i know you're interacting with fellow minors but be careful because you never know when someone could prey on you #and also please tell people you're a minor in your bio #ageless blogs don't help anyone establish those boundaries #your actual age is nobody's business but the fact that you're a minor is important #i know im mom-ing right now but seriously #be careful you guys.

[inversionimpulse]

I’m curious if there’s any particular meaning to Yukari’s gaps being usually (especially from the end she opens them from) being depicted as tied off with ribbons, versus Reimu’s gaps always being untied. It doesn’t seem to make a difference to the shape of them or anything.

Does it represent Yukari having greater control over gaps than Reimu? Does it represent Yukari needing to use tools to keep her gaps stable where Reimu has a natural talent that makes them unnecessary? Does it represent Yukari using tools as a sensible safety precaution that Reimu carelessly ignores? Something else entirely? Nothing at all?

(there is one bit of art that shows Reimu with a gap that has her ofuda where Yukari puts ribbons, but the caption implies that she found, not opened, it and is in the process of sealing it up)

#touhou #touhou project #reimu hakurei #yukari yakumo #yakumo yukari #hakurei reimu #they both have powers over boundaries and borders but Reimu seems to lean more twards establishing and keeping them #while Yukari mostly seems to be about manipulating them and making them flexible #so it probably makes sense for Reimu's gaps to be more firm #a queue in the dark beguiles me

[needlebeetles]

damn does Porter think he’s in a fucking sports movie or something? if the kids’ doing well in class who gaf what Gorgug’s feeling. they aren’t his child

#Bugposts #fantasy high #fhjy #Porter needs to establish some boundaries. if he’s doing the barbarian shit but acts a lil disinterested who cares #gorgug thistlespring

[see-arcane]

Feels like Dracula is both trying to wear Jonathan down by forcing him to stay past his bedtime and to get him used to a nocturnal existence 🤔

On top of everything else, Dracula is also penning his first book, 'A Beginner's Guide for How to Set Your Pet Solicitor Up for an Eternity of Undeath and Darkness.'

Chapter One covers care, feeding, starter levels of trauma, and acclimating your solicitor to his new 'nighttime is forever' schedule.

#tomorrow's Chapter Two: Establishing boundaries. Yours = Impenetrable. His = ha ha jk he doesn't get any #jonathan harker #dracula #dracula daily #re: dracula

[kqluckity]

this is what i thought etoiles' villain arc was going to be when he said he wasn't going to go help everyone immediately and that he'd work on making sure pomme was safe before anything ngl

#''im in my villain arc'' but he's just establishing and enforcing his boundaries #this is a hahah joke post don't take it too seriously it's not a character analysis I'm just joking #also I'm still behind with the vods. oops. I'll try and watch them tomorrow #qsmp #mcyt tag

[weaksspot]

actual textual analysis aside i just love to personally interpret sammy as absolutely batshit freaky obsessed with his big brother pre-stanford and the dynamic being kind of flipped on its head during s1. like sam has worked to "get over" (repress) his feelings while they've been apart but absence has only made dean more obsessed and crazy so when they get back together (and sam is old enough that dean has one less excuse NOT to be freaky about him!!) it's this weird tense push-pull turmoil until something snaps and they kiss and it all comes bleeding out and they get to be equally insane about one another. that's soo juicy and delicious and sexy to me

#hc #i like the idea of sammy being an obsessive child and dean having to break his own heart trying to establish something resembling boundarie #but them still being deeply weird by normal sibling standards of course #and then they get back together and just go off the rails<3